Podfic of ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠The Weight We Carry⁠⁠ by ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Dr_Fumbles_McStupid⁠⁠

Rating: General audiences

Warnings:None Apply

Readers: Dr_Fumbles_McStupid

Pairing:  Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham,

Cover art: Cover by Dr_Fumbles_McStupid

Summary: “I can’t sleep,” Will says, taking another sip of his drink.

“I’ve noticed,” Hannibal replies, looking over at him. Wil wants to hide from his insightful gaze. “The bed is cold without you.”

The silence returns. Hannibal was always good at giving Will the time he needed to find his words. “I think I'm happy here.” He says.

When he says nothing further Hannibal replies “And that is a bad thing?”

“We hurt a lot of people to get here Hannibal.” Will’s voice is cutting, the blade going both ways, gutting both himself and Hannibal. Will wonders if the other man feels it like he does.

“It is what had to happen to get here, Will. In that, I can not regret it”

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